Vol 7 Chapter 19: , Countdown to the end: 77 days

On the edge of the small town, the mad dog has also seen the spectacular foreign scene.
Even though he is a hermit knight, it is impossible to single-handedly solve an army of 10,000 people, right?
So now... what should I do?
The mad dog turned his head and glanced at the knight who came after him. She snorted, turned her head immediately, and rushed towards the mountain road behind the town. The flame knights below also sneered, turned their heads, and rushed to the mountain road.
The idiot followed closely. He lay on the hillside, squeezing the dagger in his hand, and staring at everything below.
When the soldiers rushed to the top of the hill, he also turned around and rushed up towards the hillside.
The mad dog's pace is very fast, and it is really fast like a hound walking through the mountains and forests.
The footsteps of those flaming horses stepped on the flames, and every step they could burn all their paths.
Behind the flame path, there was a dark figure. His gaze fell behind the forward knight, quietly, and gradually followed "Stop!"
In a blink of an eye, the mad dog has entered the forest. George behind him immediately raised his hand and stopped the knight behind him.
"General?"
The idiot hid in the shadow of the building on the side, watching a knight there come to George's side, not knowing what to do.
George let go of the rein in his hand and glanced at the forest that seemed extremely peaceful under the moonlit night, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly and said...
"The order goes on, and the mountain begins to burn."
"!"
The pupils of the idiot in the dark suddenly expanded. He lowered his head and concealed his body more carefully.
"Yes, General."
The knight agreed, and took out a cylinder directly from his arms, opened the lid, only heard a squeak, a red firework shot directly into the air! In that air, a group of gorgeous huā fire exploded.
After the fireworks were released, the group of flame knights turned around and left the mountain road slowly. At the same time they left...
Countless "stars" rose from the ground under the night. The stars shining red drew bright arcs in mid-air, and then,
All of them fell in the forest.
The arrow bound to the guiding stone fell to the ground, and in an instant, the blazing flame rose.
Round after round, every time, thousands of arrows fell from the sky and turned into a raging tongue of flames!
The people in the small town looked at the mountain that was already burning, and they were all dumbfounded in horror.
And the flame knights all smiled, especially the smile on the corner of the lead George's mouth is directly proportional to the intensity of the flame burning!
"Okay! Come on, let us see how the beauty with the broken arm would deal with such a fire? Today is the upper hand, if you don't escape in time, these flames can completely burn her to ashes! You! What should I do? Beauty!"
The flames soared into the sky, as if the whole world was beginning to be eroded by this intense fire.
George continued to tilt his head, staring at the mountain peak that had already begun to be surrounded by raging fire. He waited for the figure to rush out.
Similarly, others are waiting, waiting for everything that will happen next.
The person hiding in the shadows, naturally, is also waiting...
Waiting..................
Did not come out.
The raging fire has begun to spread across the entire mountain peak, blowing towards the highest point by the wind.
However, there is still no "wind" blowing down.
The mad dog that should be struggling hard at any time, the mad dog that always bites people... Is that just like this, is it driven to a dead end?
The smile on George's face slowly faded.
His expression became a little bored, and a little bored.
After waiting for a while, he shook his head, turned around, and said, "Close the team. Go back." "General, would that woman be burned to death so easily?"
"Look at this fire. How can it be saved when it is so big? It's really boring. I thought it would give me a few days of entertainment."
The flame knight general led his knights away.
Let the flames engulf the mountain, no longer worry about it, and no longer ask.
That is to say, after they left, a figure flashed by their side, along the mountain road that was already full of raging fire, rushed up quickly, disappeared into the flames and...
Then what is the story?
do not know.
The only thing I know is that from this moment on, no one can break through the sea of ​​fire and return to the town of waking dreams.
Not only there were no people in Yiwu, but even a bird and a beast could not fly out and escape.
Is it because they were all burned to death?
Or…………………………
The Third Age 1198PS, summer.
The army of more than three-fifths of the countries on the entire sad continent began to gather in the capital of the Bucks Empire. All the survivors in this world can be said to have formed a huge alliance at this moment, ready to deal with the upcoming final battle together.
At 127 days before the end of the battle, the Moonshade Empire led its most elite alchemist troop to Fengchusha.
After the King of the Moon Shadow Empire, Le, and the Moon Division explained his troops and military capabilities to the national division of the Bucks Empire, he gave full command to the King of the Bucks Empire, King, and Frihus. However, this handover has really caused dissatisfaction in some countries.
You know, the lineup of troops gathered in Fengchushusha is the strongest troop on the entire sad continent. The total number of troops is probably close to three million. It is definitely not an easy task to command.
This move of the Moon Shadow King immediately stirred up a thousand waves of waves and immediately caused a problem that had been brewing in the hearts of everyone for many days to surface forcibly.
That is, who will command this super army?
The Doomsday War counts down to 120 days. At the all-army meeting, the Moon Shadow King proposed to express his willingness to accept the command of the Bucks Empire.
According to common sense, the battle this time was in the homeland of the Bucks Empire, and the fighting situation in the sand was the most familiar to the King of Bucks.
However, many kings could not agree with how much this fifteen-year-old boy could have. Able to command the strongest army and become the supreme leader who challenges God.
This is a problem that cannot be regarded as big or small. If this problem cannot be solved, then even if the army gathers three million, it will undoubtedly be a mess.
At the end of the last 100 days, the autumn wind has begun to blow.
Throughout the wind and sand, all civilians have been moved out of the city and sought refuge in other places. The residences of the civilians have been given to the soldiers to live.
However, even so, the issue of jurisdiction is still unresolved. If this point is not resolved, the form cannot be said to be optimistic.
But on this day, a somewhat surprising scene appeared. Another army went to the wind and blowing the sand, requesting to join this doomsday battle.
And this army is a newly established orc army in recent years, and the leader is the orc chief, a shaman warrior with a broken arm, dull.
The orcs and the stags have feuds. The orc chief is dull and has a vengeance against the current king of the stag.
However, after hearing the dull leading troops coming, Jin was slightly taken aback. He suppressed his anger before he even had time to show his anger, and he didn't even have time to wear his shoes. He personally came to the wind and sand. The army greeted the city gate.
The orc chief looked at the human king but didn't say anything. Just silently greeted King King’s hospitality.
On the second day, 99 days before the end, he announced that the orc warriors he led would obey this young but respectable king. Let it drive.
With the unity of these three forces, although other countries are a little dissatisfied, they still acquiesced to Xiaojin's commander. At that time, everyone knew that this commander was not reliable. If the leader made any mistakes in the next 99 days, the situation would be immediately rewritten.
The Third Age, 1198, early winter.
There are 77 days before the end of the war. The wind blowing the sand, as usual, has entered winter early.
The colors in the sky began to darken and the sun, which symbolized light and hope, also gradually dimmed, as if it had no power to burn itself, emitting light and heat.
Groups of fighters are training in various fields and huā gardens. The towering tree of the world was right in front of his eyes, causing the soldiers who had finished training to raise their heads occasionally, looking up at the canopy and marveling at their ability to participate in this battle against God in this life.
Fear?
Sure, fear has taken hold.
But the so-called soldier is like this. A soldier who doesn't fear is definitely not a qualified soldier. Only when you are afraid, will you think and avoid. Will try to find ways to overcome fear.
Even in the face of gods and opponents that are impossible to defeat, he will never waver.
Today, some soldiers have begun to make their own preparations in the wind-blown military factory. Although, these "soldiers" will not go to the battlefield. But the help they gave was definitely not weaker than any soldier.
"Wait a minute, the voice is a bit wrong. "Blacksmith" took a look at the spiral tail, it seems that there is something abnormal.
Inside the military factory, the original walls have been punctured, forming a large and wide factory.
In the center of this factory, there are several things about the size of real dragons placed horizontally.
Is that a house? Very similar. But the huge shapes and the place where they are located clearly tell everyone that this is not a household item.
The speaker is a member of the Norius family.
Wearing a coat with many tools and a pair of glasses, she is carefully observing the design drawings in her hands, and draws a formula on the blackboard to calculate the power.
And the one she called the "blacksmith" was a super dwarf craftsman in the science and technology department.
Thanks to the entire participation of the Wildhammer Republic, the creativity of these creative dwarves on these buildings is simply unique. Especially, when they heard that in the last era, these things had appeared through the hands of their dwarves, and now they were going to reappear through their hands, it was even more [excited] a mess.
"Good! Miss Norius, is this this place? I think the oil pressure of the clutch still seems to be a little high. Would you like to try to lower it?"
Above the building, a dwarf got his head out of the opening and asked with a megaphone. After observing the design drawings, Zenorius nodded and extended a thumb.
The arsenal was busy, and the little squirrel lying on top of his dark head continued to lie on his stomach.
Holding such a hazelnut in her arms, she occasionally turned her head, looked at An’s slightly protruding belly, and said,
I said, my maid. Your belly is so big that you still refuse to take a good rest. Do you have to get tired?" He touched the sweat on his forehead, took a glass of water and drank it.
She covered her big belly, smiled, and said: "It's okay. Now time is running out. There are less than three months left. Everything must be accelerated."
The little squirrel snorted, continued to lie on his stomach, and said, "I have never seen a woman like you.
He did not hesitate to use the power of the demons to give birth to this child. I remember you did it just for experimentation, right? Hello, you have forced yourself to have a miscarriage after being pregnant several times. This time it's so old, don't tell me that you really plan to give birth to the child of our master who has little common sense. Our unscrupulous host may not recognize this child. "
He exhaled, put down the cup, and picked up the design again. While directing the design of these buildings, she said: "This time, I won't let this child miscarriage again. This is his blood, and my blood. If you say, my heart is meant to withstand the birth. If it was painful at that moment and persisted until now, I admit it."
The little squirrel pulled her dark hair, lowered her head, and looked at her chest. At the same time, a little squirrel exhaled a mouthful of black mist and penetrated into Duan's mouth. After a while, the black mist came out again and returned to the little squirrel's mouth.
"……………………………………………

"What's the matter?" "No, nothing." The little squirrel crawled back to his dark hair and said nothing. Seeing this, he just smiled and continued to do her things.
Only the hazelnut that squirrel was holding in his arms, now he opened his eyes slightly and looked at his sister.
Mozu language) You should tell her. Tell her that if she doesn't work so hard, the angel power on her heart can continue to protect her for about thirty years."
The little squirrel raised his tail and covered his ears, but did not speak, and ignored his sister's words.
Mozu language) As long as she can continue to recuperate, she can be carefree every day and don't think about so many things. And, be happy and have no sorrow, these thirty years is the minimum time. But if she continues to be like this day and night If you work hard and insist on giving birth to the child in her stomach..."
Hazel will not say the next thing.
She believed that her sister could understand her meaning. Should also be able to make correct judgments.
Yes, correct judgment...
Mozu language) The maid won't listen."
The little squirrel lifted her tail slightly, and under the tail, only her small mouth was exposed, opening and closing. Mozu language) If I tell her, it will increase her indifferent psychological pressure. And I think, even After telling her, she will carry on with less self-respect and become more messy." Hazel opened her purple pupils and looked at her sister silently. But the little squirrel put his tail down again at this moment, and continued to say, "So, it's good to be like this now, so that she thinks she can give birth to a child safely.
Let her think that her heart can last a long time. In this case, she will have no psychological pressure. Then maybe it will be better for everyone. "
At this point, 1 little squirrel finally stopped talking. Hazel closed her eyes silently now, not expressing any opinions.
The entire arsenal is still proceeding in an orderly manner. The construction of those large buildings is still continuing, striving to be able to catch up before the end of the war.
In the sky, the black dragon is hovering in scarlet.
The injury suffered at the beginning of the year has now healed. The black dragon is flapping its wings, hovering above the tree of the world, and howling at the emerald green leaves.
"Howl...
A" deep voice penetrated the clouds. It entered between the canopy.
Heilong didn't know if his voice could reach the ears of the old master. However, even if it can be passed in, I am afraid it will not have much effect.
It's been eight months.
Eight months have passed since the owner left.
After the black dragon circled around, it slowly fell down. She landed on the top of the church, her spread wings slowly retracted. After a while, the black dragon's body began to shrink slowly, becoming a girl about fifteen or sixteen years old. She pulled up the black clothes that had been here long ago to cover her snow-white body. At the same time, relying on the bell tower of the church, the golden linear pupils were staring straight at the tree of the world.
For the past eight months, she spent most of her time lying in bed, silently suffering from the pain on her back.
Now, she looks good. But her master has disappeared. The girl's eyes are full of resentment, looking at the tree of the world, looking at the place where she once lived.
Less than three months...
Before the end of the war, will his master appear again?
Will you save yourself again, with absolute strength?